It Surprises Me
This… will be the last chapter. I made some people very curious, didn't I? n.n But here is the chapter you have all been waiting for. So I hope no one will die, like Robin's Lil Angel n.n I still think it's crap that I can't answer reviews anymore… But I got a stupid idea. Maybe there will be a next chapter, but not like a story-chapter. More like an extra chapter n.n You can ask questions to me and characters that appeared in the story like some kind of interview!... Isn't that the stupidest thing you've ever heard? n.n So if you have question for the 'interview' (Like for an example: "Why does this story calls 'It Surprises Me'?"), then put them in a review. n.n If I don't get enough questions, then I won't do it. I'll wait two weeks after posting this and then see what you guys asked me.
Well here is the last chapter! Enjoy!
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School, toilets
Seto's POV
"Joey!"
I don't even notice that I just called him Joey and look at him, still standing at the door. He looks shocked, holding a gun in his trembling hand. I close the door quickly, keeping my eyes on him. God please, let no one come in. He opens his mouth, trying to say something. His face is wet of tears, his eyes lightly red.
Did I do this to him?
"Joey..." I try carefully. Now I notice I called him Joey. I don't care, really, it sounds right to me and much more comforting then Wheeler or mutt. "Let go off the gun."
He shakes his head lightly.
"Please, Joey, let go off it…"
He shakes his head again, this time more roughly. "N-n-no."
Carefully I take a step closer to him. He takes a step back. He quickly raises the gun and points it to me. I freeze immediately.
"Joey…"
"Why are you so nice all of the sudden?" Joey says silently. He brings a shaking hand to the other and holds the gun with two hands now. "Why?" He asks me again, this time louder.
"I…" I try slowly. Doubt and hesitation are both wandering in my head… What do I have to say to him? I don't want to say I love him, I don't want to say I care… I don't want to say I don't want him killed… There's a little step between love and hate…
Maybe… Maybe I should take that step.
"I don't want you to get hurt…"
A faint little laugh escapes Joey's mouth. "You don't want me to get hurt…"
I shake my head slowly. "N-"
"You filthy liar!" He suddenly yells. "You wanted me to stay away! You hate me! You said it yourself! You're only tying to stop me now cause you know I'm doing this because of you!"
"That's not true Joey. You have to believe me."
"Why?... Why should I believe you?"
Then I spat the words out I was trying to hide for myself the last few days.
"Because I love you! That's why!"
We stare at each other, both shocked of my words. But it's like I can feel something heavy fall of my shoulders. I finally found the real reason why I always thought about him after the kiss… I love him. I finally realized it.
I finally accepted it.
"Now…" Joey says silently. A tear rolls off his wet cheek. Then he looks angry, taking a step towards me, the gun still pointed at me. "Now you love me? You… you piece of shit! I won't fall for your lies!"
"Joey I'm not telling lies, please, believe me."
He looks at me. The gun trembles constantly in his shaking hands.
"If you don't want to stop this for me, then stop this for your friends."
His expression softens again, and then he looks down. "They didn't even know I loved you…"
"Are you going to leave them because of me? They won't know why you did this if you would continue."
Silence.
"Stop this Joey."
Slowly he lowers the gun. He looks at his feet.
"Then you have to tell them…"
"…What?"
"…I won't stop this. It's already too late…"
My eyes go wide. A tear rolls down Joey's cheek again.
"I'm sorry for loving you…"
He slowly raises the gun towards his mouth. I don't want this… I never wanted this! I have to stop him before he kills himself. I run at him. Joey quickly looks up and his eyes grow wide. I grab his wrist and pull the gun out off his hand. I throw the gun to the other side of the room and it lands on the floor with a loud thud. Then suddenly a fist hits my cheek and I lose the grip on Joey's wrist.
Joey runs towards the gun, but I follow him quickly, grabbing his arm and pulling him back. He stumbles over my feet and we both fall on the floor. I try to stop Joey, but he's crawling to the gun again. I won't let him kill himself! I just won't! I sit up and grab his shirt. I pull him back again and he falls on his back. Quickly I grab his wrists, pushing them against the floor, and place my knees on each side of his hips.
We both breathe heavy. I can taste blood, probably from the hit Joey gave me. But I don't care now. Tears stream down Joey's cheeks and he closes his eyes defeated.
"W-why are you dong this to me?" He asks trough his tears.
"I already told you…" I carefully let go off his wrists. Joey opens his eyes surprised. I gently place my hand on his wet cheeks. "… I love you."
I bow my head slowly, till our lips touch each other. A small kiss. Then I pull back again and look at Joey.
"…Please don't stop…" He says just loud enough to hear it.
I can feel a small smile crawling up.
"I won't… But…" I look at the door of the room, then back to Joey. "Not here."
Joey nods slowly and I stand up, offering my hand to help him. He accepts it with a little smile and I pull him up. Our hands rest in each other a few seconds more then necessary as we look at each other. With his other hand, Joey dries his face.
"But first." I say, realizing something again.
I let go of Joey's hand carefully, turning around and walking towards the gun. I pick it off the floor and take the bullets out of it with a swift move. I walk to one of the toilets and throw the bullets in it. I flush the toilet, letting the bullets disappear and turn back to Joey.
"Let's go." I say dropping the empty gun in my pocket.
Joey nods and we both walk out the room, I take my cell phone out of my other pocket and start to push a number. I bring the phone to my ear while we walk trough the hall.
"Get a limo to the school." I say when my driver picks up the phone. Then I look at Joey and smile. "Quickly…"
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School, toilets
Joey's POV
"Joey!"
With a shock I see Kaiba standing at the door. The gun trembles in my hand. Kaiba closes the door. What is he doing here? I open my mouth to ask him, but there's no sound coming out.
"Joey…" Kaiba says. "Let go off the gun."
I shake my head lightly.
"Please, Joey, let go off it…" Kaiba tries again.
I shake my head more roughly and this time I am able to say something. "N-n-no."
Kaiba takes a step closer, I take one back… I won't let him get near me… I quickly raise the gun and point it at him. It helps. He stops in his tracks. His eyes trail away from the gun and back to me.
"Joey…"
Finally I notice he is calling me Joey… Is he trying to be nice or something?
"Why are you so nice all of the sudden?" I ask silently. I bring my free hand to my other hand so I'm holding the gun with two hands now. "Why?" I ask Kaiba again, this time louder.
"I…" He brings out. What is he going to make up now? Kaiba always has smart answers. I wonder what he will come up with this time.
"I don't want you to get hurt…"
Inside I feel surprised, but I'm not showing it. He's trying to trick me. A faint little laugh escapes my mouth. "You don't want me to get hurt…"
He shakes his head slowly. "N-"
"You filthy liar!" I yell, surprising him. "You wanted me to stay away! You hate me! You said it yourself! You're only tying to stop me now cause you know I'm doing this because of you!"
"That's not true Joey. You have to believe me."
I have to believe him… Easy to say. He wasn't the one who got hurt by the one he loved. He wasn't the one who got spit out.
"Why?... Why should I believe you?"
Then he says something that shocks me more then anything he has said before.
"Because I love you! That's why!"
He looks as shocked as me. Though, he doesn't feel the same as I do, I'm sure of that. All of the sudden he loves me huh? When people get hurt then suddenly he starts to love them…
"Now…" I say silently. A tear rolls off my cheek again. Then the anger takes over. I take a step towards Kaiba, still pointing the gun at him. "Now you love me? You… you piece of shit! I won't fall for your lies!"
"Joey I'm not telling lies, please, believe me."
He looks at me. I can feel the gun tremble in my hand. Is it trembling of anger or because I'm afraid?...Maybe both…
"If you don't want to stop this for me, then stop this for your friends."
My friends… I forgot all about them... I didn't trust them… What kind of a friend am I then? I look down. "They didn't even know I loved you…"
"Are you going to leave them because of me? They won't know why you did this if you would continue."
Silence.
"Stop this Joey."
I lower the gun slowly and look at my feet. I'm not good for anybody. Not for my friends, not for Kaiba…
"Then you have to tell them…"
"…What?"
He doesn't understand that he can't stop this…
"…I won't stop this. It's already too late…"
A tear rolls down my cheek again.
"I'm sorry for loving you…"
I slowly bring the gun to my mouth when I hear Kaiba running towards me. I look up, feeling my eyes grow wide when I see Kaiba in front of me. He grabs my wrist and pulls the gun out of my hand. He throws it trough the room and I can hear a loud thud behind me. Trying to get myself loose, I hit Kaiba's cheek. It works as he lets go of me.
I run to the gun when I feel Kaiba's hand holding my arm and pulling me back. I stumble over his feet and we both fall on the ground. I won't lose this from him, no way! I try to crawl to the gun this time but again I get pulled back. I land on my back and feel my wrists are being pushed against the floor. Then I see Kaiba above me, his knees placed on each side of my hips.
Our loud breathing fills the room and I can see a little trail of blood coming out off Kaiba's mouth. I feel so bad, defeated, ashamed… I don't want to look at him and close my eyes, though this doesn't stop my tears.
"W-why are you dong this to me?" I ask.
"I already told you…"
I feel Kaiba letting go off my wrists and open my eyes surprised. Then I feel his hands covering my cheeks. His eyes pierce down in mine. They only resemble honest when he says the words I longed to hear from Kaiba.
"… I love you."
He bows his head slowly, till our lips touch each other. A small kiss. Then he pulls back again and looks at me, waiting for a reaction.
"…Please don't stop…" I say just loud enough to hear it.
I don't want him to stop. My reaction pleases him as I can see a small smile crawling up his face.
"I won't… But…" He looks at the door of the room, then back to me. "Not here."
I nod slowly. I almost forgot we were in school. Imagine that someone would see us here like this… Kaiba stands up, offering his hand to help me up. I smile shyly and accept his hand as he pulls me up. Our hands rest in each other a few seconds more then necessary as we look at each other. The beauty of his eyes gets my attention over and over again. Just to stop the staring I dry my face with my free hand.
"But first." Kaiba says letting go of my hand.
He turns around and walks towards the gun. The gun… I hope my father didn't notice I took it… Kaiba picks the gun off the floor and takes the bullets out of it. Then he walks to one of the toilets and throws the bullets in it. He flushes the toilet, letting the bullets disappear and turns back to me again.
"Let's go." He says dropping the empty gun in his pocket.
I nod and we both walk out the room, Kaiba takes his cell phone out of his other pocket and starts to push a number. He brings the phone to his ear while we walk trough the hall. A great feeling of happiness has me in his grip. We are here, together, without hate for each other…
This is what I wanted.
"Get a limo to the school." Kaiba says, and then he looks at me and smiles. I'm sure he wanted this too…
"Quickly…"
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Seto's house
Joey's POV
We arrive at Kaiba's house ten minutes later and now we walk trough a big hall. I can't take my eyes away from all the things I see.
"You can go to my room already." Kaiba says making me to look at him. "I'm going to put this away." He points at his pocket where the empty gun is resting.
"Uh, ya… okay Kaiba…" I mumble
"It's Seto from now on, not Kaiba." He says opening the door of, probably, his room and letting me enter. "I'll be right back."
I smile at him shyly and nod, entering the room. Closing the door behind me I look around. His room is huge…For some seconds I just stand there, amazed by everything, then I walk to Seto's bed and sit down. Like a cold shower I remember what happened ten minutes ago. I almost shot Seto and myself… A tear escapes again, and I hear the door opening again. Seto comes and sits next to me in silent. He turns his head to look at me.
"I'm sorry…" I say ashamed.
One of his fingers brushes my cheeks, catching a tear. I look at Seto apologetic.
"You aren't the one who has to say sorry. But I am." He say, and I can see he means it.
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Seto's house
Seto's POV
We arrive at my house ten minutes later and now we are walking through one of the many halls in it. I can see Joey is impressed of what he sees. Normally I would make up something nasty to say to him to hurt his feelings. But it's like I'm not going to hurt him ever again.
"You can go to my room already." This sounds so weird out of my mouth. Especially cause I say this to Joey. "I'm going to put this away." I point at my pocket where the empty gun is resting.
"Uh, ya… okay Kaiba…" He mumbles.
"It's Seto from now on, not Kaiba." I say opening the door of my room and letting Joey enter. "I'll be right back."
Joey gives a shy smile and nods, entering the room. I go to my office and throw the gun in one of the drawers of my desk. I look around. This is real right? This isn't another dream?
The things I feel inside tell me this isn't a dream.
I leave my office, heading to my room again. As I open the door I can see Joey is sitting on my bed. I close the door and walk over to the bed, placing myself next to Joey. We're both silent. It's hard to believe I'm sitting here with him. But it sure feels good. I look up at him and see he is crying again.
"I'm sorry…" He says silently.
I don't want him to cry, I don't want him to be sorry… With my finger I dry one of his tears away. He gives me an apologetic look.
"You aren't the one who has to say sorry. But I am." I say, meaning it with all my heart.
I lean towards him and our lips meet each other. The taste of his lips is just like I remembered it. I push him backwards gently, still kissing, and place myself above him. Our tongues wrestle with each other, gently, then with more passion. I pull away to breathe and look down. He is still there. I smile and he smiles back.
This isn't a dream.
I lean back towards him and the kissing continues. While we kiss my hands are freeing Joey from his shirt, soon followed by my shirt. My fingertips brush over Joey's nipples, letting Joey gasp of surprise and pleasure. His hands slide down my back as I push my hips closer against his. Our pants follow our shirts, making us completely naked. We look at each other, then find ourselves trapped in a passionate kiss again. Pulling away, I leave a trail of little kisses behind in Joey's neck, making him moan.
"Seto…"
"Yes…?" I don't stop my kissing.
"I want you… in me..." He says panting.
"We both want the same." I say stopping my kisses for a second.
I take one of his nipples in my mouth, sucking it gently. With one of my fingers I enter him slowly, letting Joey moan as an answer. My free hand trails off to Joey's erection. Teasingly I let my fingers touch it briefly, then enter him with a second finger. I start to stroke the top of his length and Joey strangles his hands in my hair. I enter with a third finger, waiting a bit longer then the previous two. It doesn't take long for Joey to get to his climax. His breathing has become heavier, making the both of us more excited.
"Are you ready?"
"Y-yes…"
I pull my three fingers out of Joey slowly and place myself better between his two legs. Joeys throws his arms around my neck. Then, slowly and as carefully as possible, I enter him. We stay like that a couple of seconds. I look at Joey, hoping I don't see he's in pain. It seems like pleasure won from pain as I see him with a little smile on his lips. He gives me a nod, asking to continue. I move in and out of him slowly, noticing my breathing gets heavier too. I speed up carefully, receiving another moan from Joey. I can't help moaning when I get my climax as well, soon followed by Joey.
I pull out off Joey carefully and roll off him, resting on my back, my chest going up and down from breathing. I feel Joey laying his head on my chest and I start to stroke his hair.
"I love you…" I hear him say.
I take Joey's free hand and give it a little kiss. "I love you too…"
The way we are here together, what we just did, what we feel for each other…
It surprises me…
But in a good way.
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The End
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… I just wrote a decent lemon for the very first time… Very short and not really decent but… I'm not good in it… n.n"
Anyway, it's strange to see the words 'The End'. This is the first fic is actually finish n.n
I hope you liked the way it all turned out and enjoyed it! See ya!